My tears fall like bullets

Penetrating psyche

Defrosting ice age numbness


As this lump trapped
In throat threatens
To choke apathy
From disguise.

I am treading cautious

Wild ferocious winds
Stalk my shadow,

I can’t remember any affirmations
Today as memory loss sticks
Around mind like glue

And my creativity seems stifled.

I wish I could pick up a brush

Splatter dark colours into images
psychotic torment
of archetypal ghosts

Surrender to grotesque shadows
Free from shackles that hold
Me in a self made hell.

My own worst enemy
Accustomed to safety
In comfort zones of melancholy

Trauma because it fits?

Years are passing by
Lessons come harshly
Pleasure tainted by remorse.

I know its time

To stop pissing this existence away

Lift these weary battered wings
Unlock repressed dreams
stop being afraid to

Fly

Soar through this world

As the goddess I was born

To be.